《Stephen Song》歌词

[00:03:04] 浣滆瘝 : Hanley, Hanley, Smith

[00:03:04] It was a thing with a head like a spud ball

[00:03:04] It was a song, the song we were looking for

[00:03:04] I always have to state to myself

[00:03:04] It has nothing to do with me

[00:03:04] He has nothing

[00:03:04] He is not me

[00:03:04] (his vendetta parchment)

[00:03:04] Floating grey abundance

[00:03:04] Against my palace of conscience

[00:03:04] (our hero deeply loved

[00:03:04] Moonlit walked past privet and wide-leaved foliage)

[00:03:04] I'll tell you of the rats in this world

[00:03:04] Fawning in place with the face

[00:03:04] Men coming between each other

[00:03:04] For the sake of a two-minute urge

[00:03:04] (it is headless)

[00:03:04] Worth $5 in london

[00:03:04] And cursed anon.

[00:03:04] Our hero, still deeply loved

[00:03:04] Moonlit walks past privet and wide leaved

[00:03:04] It was no more a net of mesh

[00:03:04] It was class

[00:03:04] He did not blink a lid

[00:03:04] He braced his self-imposed gorgeous adult net

[00:03:04] And breeze

[00:03:04] And it was class

[00:03:04] And no no-man's land

[00:03:04] Ever had this?

[00:03:04] Their follies are strong liberation